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children of the damned – the killing jar lyrics

[verse 1: mr wrong]
i keep humans in a giant jar
and each week my favourite subjects get decapitated with a iron bar
i ain’t no rising star, the most deranged of rodent
i spray deodorant till it runs out, inside a car
which i must have stolen, and for my sins
i should be strapped to a rusty anchor and pushed in the f+ckin’ ocean
coz i’m in love with boastin’ about how i’d like to cut you open
mr wrong, the b+st+rd son of odin
a guy with the mind of a grouch
strange ain’t the word for having body parts stashed down the side of my couch
and naming every fly in my house after a gangsta rapper
a sick joker, for laughs i bath in an acid tanker
i ain’t up in the club
i’m in the bas+m+nt scratchin’ at my face with this jagged dagger i covered in blood
my brain’s loading soundtracks of beethoven when i’m charged
in the same clothing as the ???
i tax a payphone and chain smoke with blunts
the living dead, stay stoned for months
destroying the evidence by pouring gasoline on the x+files
i’m vexed coz i see political leaders as reptiles

[hook x2]
twinkle, twinkle little star (little star)
welcome to the k!lling jar (the k!lling jar)
[verse 2: monster under the bed]
yo, it’s that ???, i drink vodka till i’m paraletic
and start to ramble like rab c. nesbitt
a grumpy b+st+rd, i’ll snap my records
then use the jagged edges to slash your neck with
??? is reckless, i operate on paramedics
after necking several bottles of anaesthetic
a mad man that’s ambidextrous
so in my eyes, i have an extra hand to stab your head with
yo, i juggle with live hand grenades and kegs
rattle snakes, stanley blades and alligator heads
an awkward doctor, all my practice patients dead
from amputating their legs with a jagged bayonet
i am a major pest, hiding in your shadow with a razors edge
wearing a mask of lacerated flesh
raps insanest yet
i’ll jump off a building and just before hitting the ground, slap the face of death
but snap and break my neck
and dig my own grave, but make a mess of it and accidently raise the dead
i’m mumbling assassination threats
clutching my brain, drunk off my face off a can of mace and ???

[hook x2]
twinkle, twinkle little star (little star)
welcome to the k!lling jar (the k!lling jar)
[verse 3: bill shakes]
they predicted the birth of prophet
b+ll+cks, i shot to earth on a comet with the intent to rid the world of its chronic
i murdered adonis and took his place
so if i see your bird and she’s on it, she’ll be swearing the topic
of how i had her standin’, slammin’ her face to the bonnet
the best night of her life, i did it for the purse in her pocket
tearing her locket, i’m sick
drenchin’ every single member of your clique when i’m hurling a vomit
i’m cursed and demonic
i roll to church with a bomb in a he+rs+ in a coffin, the ?? got murdered for nothing
shakes made him surf a toboggan, tied to a merc clockin’
186 down the ??? triple 6, with no purpose of stoppin’
i tax the ??? amount of cash, burn your council flat down to ash
??? your house with bats and kick you out your pad
like, close your mouth you tw+t, i’m doubtin’ that
you could ??? the lad who could’ve blagged an ounce of crack into alcatraz
???
???, whether you remain alive or not
a medieval f+cker
pullin’ ideas out of my head after being scalped with a greasy pizza cutter

[hook x2]
twinkle, twinkle little star (little star!)
welcome to the k!lling jar (the k!lling jar!)

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